Page 9 of Stolen By the Necromancer

His hands worked quickly and efficiently preparing the veggies as he tended to the steaks. The fragrance from the meat drifted to my nose, making my stomach grumble. I’d been lying before, but now I truly was hungry.

“Is there anything I can help with?” I asked, starting to rise from the chair, only to be commanded to sit back down.

“You nearly fainted in my foyer. Keep your butt planted until you get some food in you.” With a wink, he added,“Let me pamper you.”

Laughing, I gave in.“Do you put this much effort in for every girl or am I just special?”

He stopped chopping a carrot and smiled.“You’re more special than you think.”

His comment gave me pause as I eyed him with scrutiny. Why did I get the feeling that there was more to that comment than he was letting on? But what was it?

Nero

I hadn’t been lying, she was something special. The fact she was able to pull energy from the house without even trying was proof of that. However, it went beyond the magic she possessed. She had an amazing sense of humor, andher smile was sweet and sexy at the same time. The way she tucked her dark, shoulder-length hair behind her ear had me captivated. It almost had me wondering if she was weaving an attraction spell around me, and not the other way around.

Under different circumstances, I’dhave loved to spend the rest of eternity exploring every inch of this planet with her. I had toyed with the idea of taking on a companion from time to time. Unfortunately for her, she possessed what I needed, and finding a new subject from whom to funnel magic would be challenging. It took me years to find her.

I watched from the other end of the table as she finished the last bite of the dinner I’d prepared.

Sensing my eyes on her, she looked up and a shy smile spread across her lips.“Why are you looking at me like that?”

“Like what?”

“Like if you could that you’d devour me whole.”

“Maybe that’s what I fully intend to do.” Slowly I rose and made my way over to her. Capturing her chin in my hand, I tilted her face up and lowered my lips to hers.

Closing her eyes, she sighed against my lips, placing her palms flat against my chest.

Dropping my hand from her chin, I slipped it to her neck, gripping the side and feeling her lifeforce pulse through me. Damn, her power was electrifying. My cock grew hard, causing a growl to emit from me as I pulled her to her feet and deepened the kiss.

Her body tensed against me, then relaxed as she slipped her hands around my neck and pressed her soft body against mine. She smelled of wildflowers on a crisp spring day. She was life to my death and I craved more of her.

Grabbing her thighs, her skirt slid up to her hips as I lifted her up and onto the table and stepped between her thighs. My hand on her neck tightened as our kiss deepened, my tongue dueling with hers as jolts of pure power shot through me. The feeling was fucking addictive.

She was addictive.

But I needed more and there was no way I could wait until the ceremony to get it.

Tearing my lips from hers, I began to run a string of kisses along her jawline and to her neck. She sighed, tilting her head slightly to the side, allowing me access to the sensitive flesh.

“You have no idea how intoxicating you are, Genevieve,” I whispered.“How much I need you.”

She whimpered, her hands slipping to my waist and pulling me tighter so the ridge of my cock was pressed against her mound.

As my lips and teeth nipped and teased their way down her neck, my fingers worked the buttons on the front of her sundress until her breasts, covered only in lace, were exposed. Pulling back, I looked into her lust-filled green eyes.

“God, you’re beautiful. Fucking perfection.”

Her cheeks reddened, her chest heaving as she pulled her lower lip between her teeth.

So innocent. So trusting.

I took pause for a moment. For the first time in my immortal life there was a hint of regret in the back of my mind for what needed to be done.

But then she slipped her hand to the back of my neck and pulled my head back down to her lips as she brazenly slid her hand to the front of my pants, rubbing the ridge of my cock.

A jolt of desire raced through me, tossing aside any sense of regret as the need to consume her took over.

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